Chapter 94

Felix left with a sense of grievance.

Whitney rubbed her hands together, relishing the feast before her. She reached for a skewer of konjac, followed by some spicy beef and mushroom balls sitting on his side of the table. As she eagerly dived into the meal, she directed him, “Grab me some of this, that, and oh–more of those, please.”

“Are you a pig?” The man glanced up, his aristocratic hands remaining still. “Waitress, could you get some veggies for this little piggy here?”

His voice, too magnetic and pleasant, immediately drew attention from the nearby diners.

Whitney’s face flushed with annoyance as she looked around enviously. “Look at everyone else’s boyfriends. They’re doing so much for their girlfriend.”

Her gaze wandered, observing the young couples around them, some still in their school uniforms, with the boys diligently serving their girlfriends and cooing endearments like, “Sweetie, careful, it’s hot.”

“Sweetie, want some bubble tea?”

It was all about pampering.

The more Whitney watched, the more she envied, especially compared to the icy glacier beside her, who seemed clueless about doting on a lady.

Ludwik, looking unimpressed, finally picked up a skewer and methodically placed meatballs into her plate. “That’s as far as I’ll go. Eat.”

He was not one for such feminine displays of affection.

Deep and commanding, his voice drew near with a dangerous warmth, his clean, masculine scent enveloping

her.

His fingers, long and strong, moved with purpose.

Whitney’s cheeks warmed under his care, especially as she caught the envious glances from other girls around

them.

Every woman has a touch of vanity, desiring their man to show care and affection, especially in love.

Content, she continued eating.

Ludwik, holding a cup and a napkin, tenderly helping his lady with

not resist taking a sneaky photo and quickly sharing

to his wife at a barbecue joint. I’m getting

Parker: […]

smokes, that’s a slap in the face of romance. Ludwik

F

begging Felix for more. [Mr. Lippert and his lady

Ludwik cautioned, “Stop with the spicy meatballs. Have

bubble

“Quiet.”

a napkin, and as he leaned closer,

him.

the window, his phone aimed at them. She suspected that Elaine might see the photo. With a coy glance, she teased, “I want

Ludwik was losing

lips met his, her eyes soft and

kissed her back

around her waist, his whole body reacting, “You’re quite

face flushed deeper, her playful seduction working

racing, captured a discreet photo, sending

secretaries were ecstatic at the sight of their CEO

screams and could not help but glance at

people, at a barbecue joint?

clearly made

photo, the gorgeous Ludwik was kissing the petite woman in his arms, a sight any woman would be envious of. Plus, Whitney’s eyes

boiling within

this how Whitney

Ludwik without

the corner of the barbecue restaurant, amid the warmth and intimacy,

at it, uninterested,

the onlookers stared. She buried her face

his gaze lingered. At that moment, the phone

unanswered. She imagined them locked in an embrace, cursing inside, “Whitney, is this a challenge? You can flaunt your love now. Marking your territory, huh? Enjoy

fall for

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